Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Chapter 340 Yang Mi's face is as red as a ripe apple

Suddenly at this moment, I saw a bright light in the depths.

Yang Mi subconsciously hid behind Zhang Jianjun. Her body was shaking slightly, and her voice was trembling: "What's over there? Is it dangerous?"

Zhang Jianjun held Yang Mi's hand tightly and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine. I'm here to protect you and won't let anyone hurt you."

He patted Yang Mi's shoulder gently to make her feel more at ease.

However, just as they were talking, a few thugs suddenly appeared.

These people were wearing flowery shirts and had tattoos on their bodies. They were holding various sticks, iron pipes and other weapons in their hands and walked towards us aggressively.

One of the men had a yin-yang hairstyle and a big earring on his left ear, which made him look particularly conspicuous.

He pointed at Zhang Jianjun and said viciously: "Leave the money and the woman behind and get out! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

While speaking, his eyes kept scanning back and forth on Yang Mi. He was attracted by her good figure and pretty face and swallowed involuntarily.

Zhang Jianjun raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile: "What a big tone, but now I'm giving you a chance, run away quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After hearing this, Yin Yang Head was immediately furious: "Humph, kid, I think you really don't know how to live or die!"

Zhang Jianjun responded with disdain: "Get out of here before I lose my temper!"

At this time, a pockmarked man behind the Yin Yang head said, "Third brother, don't bother with this kid anymore, just kill him. This girl is so pretty, she looks exactly like Yang Mi!"

Yang Mi, who was standing aside, was shocked when he heard these words. He thought that these gangsters must not know him, otherwise how could they say such things?

At this moment, Yang Mi could only hide behind Zhang Jianjun and tremble. She knew very well that Zhang Jianjun was the only one she could rely on at the moment. If he couldn't protect herself, the consequences would be disastrous.

The man with the yin-yang hair, who was called the third brother, turned around and said with a smug smile, "Pockmarked, you have a really good eye. Now that you said that, I think she does look a bit like Yang Mi!"

After hearing the compliment from the third brother, Ma Zi showed a greedy smile on his face, with an obscene light flashing in his eyes: "Hehe, thank you for the compliment, third brother. Since this girl looks like Yang Mi, we can't let her go!

Maybe she's still a virgin!" As he spoke, he brandished the iron rod in his hand and pounced on Zhang Jianjun like a mad beast.

Zhang Jianjun dodged sideways and cleverly avoided Ma Zi's attack.

Ma Zi was shocked when his attack missed, but before he could react, Zhang Jianjun kicked him hard in the chest.

Ma Zi screamed, his body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, several other thugs gathered around and tried to attack Zhang Jianjun together.

They waved their weapons aggressively.

However, facing their siege, Zhang Jianjun was not afraid at all. He moved flexibly among the crowd, using his fists and feet, and each move accurately hit the opponent's vital points.

After just a few moves, the group of thugs were beaten to a pulp and lay on the ground groaning in pain.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yin Yang Head turned around and tried to escape.

But just as he took a few steps, he felt his collar being tightly grabbed by a powerful force.

He looked back and saw Zhang Jianjun standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Zhang Jianjun's voice was like the cold wind in winter, making people shudder.

The Yin-Yang Head looked at Zhang Jianjun in horror, his eyes full of despair and fear.

He kept begging for mercy, "Brother, spare us! We really didn't know you were so powerful. We are sorry for offending you. Please spare us!"

His voice trembled and his body shook involuntarily.

Zhang Jianjun looked at him with disgust, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He said coldly: "I'm not here to let you go? You're overthinking it. I just gave you a chance, but you didn't run. If you want to run now, I'm afraid it's too late!"

His tone was firm and cold, which made Yin Yang Head feel desperate.

After hearing this, Yin Yang Head’s face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly, but he could no longer speak.

He knew that he was in a desperate situation and could not escape. He could only lower his head helplessly and wait for the judgment of fate.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun looked back at Yang Mi.

She stood there with an expression of surprise and admiration on her beautiful face.

She didn't expect Zhang Jianjun to be so decisive and brave that he dared to confront these bullies.

Her affection for Zhang Jianjun grew stronger and stronger, and she felt that he was a man who was truly worthy of her reliance.

Zhang Jianjun picked up the Yin-Yang head and threw him to the ground like garbage.

"Take your people and disappear from my sight immediately!" Zhang Jianjun roared.

The Yin-Yang Head crawled to his feet and fled in panic with his men.

"Thank you, Zhang Jianjun." Yang Mi walked up to him and said gratefully.

"You're welcome. Next time you encounter something like this, you must be braver." Zhang Jianjun looked at her gently.

Yang Mi nodded, and she found that her feelings towards Zhang Jianjun had undergone subtle changes.

"let's go."

Zhang Jianjun took Yang Mi's hand, and they left this place of trouble together.

After they walked side by side for a distance, Yang Mi patted his chest lightly and said with lingering fear: "I am so lucky! If it weren't for you, I really don't know what would have happened today!"

She looked at Zhang Jianjun beside her with gratitude, her eyes full of gratitude and dependence.

Zhang Jianjun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and comforted confidently: "Don't worry, those people are no match for me at all!" His tone was firm and steady, which made people admire him.

At this moment, Yang Mi suddenly realized that her hand was still tightly held by Zhang Jianjun, and a blush of shyness suddenly appeared on her face.

She chuckled a little sheepishly, "Um...are you going to keep holding my hand like this?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "If you don't mind, I would certainly be happy to do so." His voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying an irresistible magic.

Yang Mi's face turned even redder, but she still bravely met Zhang Jianjun's gaze and said softly, "Then let you lead the way."

After saying this, she lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Zhang Jianjun sensed Yang Mi's shyness, he gently loosened his hand and put his arm around her shoulders, "Where are we going next?"

Yang Mi's heart beat faster, she lowered her head and whispered: "I don't know either..."

"Why don't you go eat something? You must have been scared just now," Zhang Jianjun suggested.

"Okay... okay." Yang Mi raised his head, looked into Zhang Jianjun's eyes, and nodded.

They walked into a restaurant and sat down in a quiet corner.

Zhang Jianjun carefully ordered food for Yang Mi and the two had a very pleasant chat.

After dinner, Zhang Jianjun sent Yang Mi home. Downstairs of her house, Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but kissed Yang Mi on the forehead, "Good night, have a good dream."

Yang Mi's face was as red as a ripe apple. She ran into the corridor quickly, her heart full of sweetness. This accident brought them closer.